As a teenager I drove a Karman Ghia into DC to pick up my mom from work the day the jet crashed into the 14th street bridge during a snowstorm. I was on the bridge at the time, thankfully, on the DC side. The snow was so thick you could only see the loom from the street lights above your head.
Traffic got so snarled it took ten hours to get back home. The Germans made great cars but the VW’s and Karman Ghia’s had no heat to speak of. Ever since I have kept a kit in my car and so do my wife and kids.
As we saw in Atlanta and I learned in DC, you can get into a bad situation even in an urban area.
I was in a building right next to the Potomac when that happened...
Ended up going to a friend’s house and making 13 second daiquiris....